Day in the Life

April 18, 2017 8:51 AM

In a coffee shop, I ponder. On my laptop, the outline of Love and Enlightenment. The Introduction needs to capture the reader’s attention. It needs to show why the reader should open this book and continue. It needs to show the benefits.

“Love is all around you,” I want to tell them. Yet from where I sit in this empty shop, I can’t see anyone. Only man-made objects. … Read more…

April 10, 2017 9:55 AM

For many years—the years I was serious about becoming less—I was convinced that my emotional state affected the weather. Now I know, largely because of my experiences with the Collective Consciousness (here, here, and here), that it is a two way street. How could it be otherwise? It’s all One.

For the last few days, the winds have been brutal. For the last few days, my mind has been inundated with Insights and doubts and frustrations. The Serenity Technique has been invaluable with the frustrations, but the winds and the Insights and the doubts have been so overwhelming. Many longtime readers know I have a love/hate relationship with the Insights—that their gifts come with a cost. All I could do was wait and abide and accept. … Read more…

April 9, 2017 7:17 AM

As the movie finished, I clicked over to Amazon to see if anyone had reviewed The Serenity Technique. C. Larson had. And it was so beautiful, so insightful. Where Amazon asked Was this helpful? I clicked Yes and wished I could do more.

I awoke filled with insights and dumped them into the voice recorder on my phone. So many things—so many ideas to share—yet I (feel, know, sense) that I’m running out of time. The pressure, the desire, the futility. It’s disheartening.

With that residual feeling of dread, I pulled up The Serenity Technique on Amazon again.

No new reviews.

I felt the Contraction—the disappointment, the doubts, the pain.

And as I lay there in bed, in the Contraction, I applied The Serenity Technique and I saw the message slam down the pneumatic tube next to me:

WE HATE YOUR WORK WAYNE! YOU’RE A LOSER! GIVE IT UP! NO ONE CARES!

And I gave the message its due and I let it sit there in all its anger and hostility and I moved it to the OUTGOING tube and pressed the button and watched it vanish down through the imaginary office floor in my imaginary mental world.

Why does that hurt? I asked myself. Why do I care? And I felt the love for myself, for my message, for my being and reveled once again how long it’s taken me to love me/myself (whatever that is) and I felt that same glow that I felt when I went to bed last night.

And, feeling that loving glow, I looked out through the side window at the beauty: the lake softly glowing with the pre-dawn sky; the water still and glassy. The bed was warm and comfortable—made all the better by the cool morning air and I expanded into it all—through the glowing Love I felt within and for myself. And I felt the Love out-there-in-here all wondrously connected and I thanked—gratefully thanked—all the readers who’ve NEVER reviewed or shared my work over the years for helping me into this beautiful place this peaceful and radiant morning.

And feeling that loving, connected glow, I climbed out of bed and typed this post.

April 6, 2017 9:03 AM

Anyway, here’s something I wrote a few weeks ago, something that was going to be in Through The Eyes of a Mystic. It’s a first (and probably final) draft, so please don’t judge it too harshly. … Read more…

April 3, 2017 9:04 AM

After uploading yesterday’s post, I found myself climbing behind the wheel. This often happens. I just find myself leaving. I didn’t know where I was going. I thought, “Maybe I’m going to Santa Fe. Maybe that BLM land I know of north of there. Maybe Albuquerque for some big city life.”

March 20, 2017 4:58 PM

Through The Eyes Of A Mystic is going to be a collection of “The Moment”-like posts. Short observations of the moment as seen from a mystic’s worldview.

I think what attracts people to spirituality is often their projection of what it is like to be awake/enlightened, so this book will just be a collection of what it is like. The everyday world seen through a mystic’s eyes.

But… but I want the book to be an all-new, never-before published collection of these accounts, so I’m ‘collecting’ them as I go (without sharing them here). The book will consist of about 30-50 (100?) of them.

What follows was an early ‘cheat’—an idea I could take previous blog posts and use those, or (as the example below) old stories from my past. I’ve since rejected this idea, but I kind of like where the story was headed. Maybe I’ll finish it sometime and use it as an introduction somewhere.

Anyway, this should give you an idea of the writing style and tone without breaking my “Never Before Published” promise. … Read more…

March 15, 2017 12:50 PM

I find that solitude—particularly in nature—acts like a catalyst for inspiration. The stillness, the vastness, the peacefulness, … the energy—it stimulates the creative process. Through nature, Her whispers are more clearly heard and appreciated. Patterns arise and ideas clarify. … Read more…

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